and still you keep past the hyenas wearing idiot suits past the reformers with holy pursuits

you’re not the only one trying to hold on to a kiss from yesterday to a moment surrendered when you were sure there was something more to say

and you’re not the only one with clothes so tattered the eyes look sideways and then beyond to thoughts of where you once came from rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin you’re not the only one dead still from the beginning spinning a tribute to what could be but you can’t get happy through misery and you’re not the only one

you’re not the only one down streets no shadows ever go and still you keep moving past the shady cameras and artillery wh-r-s

you’re not the only one against breaking skies and fall away floors you’re not the only one warped and wasted with poison bought from yesterday

and you’re not the only one drunk and holy aware of all that’s come before and what would come to stay

you’re not the only one in a slumber of booze and dreams and even high ideals

but who are you still a no one still a mark still a seed and who are you you’re not the only one

and who are you you know you’re not the only one who are you you’re not the only one